Category: Parenthood

I’m still here. I’m still alive. Life has just caught up, and crashed into me in such a crazy way, that some days, I don’t even have time to catch my breath before the next day starts. I’m still writing. I’m a writer at heart, and that Notepad app on my phone gets put to […]

There are very few things in life that you absolutely cannot change. How you chose to live is not one of those things. I was 10 years old when my mental wellness began to shift. Only 10 years old. It almost consumed me, depression, as I grew older. It sat there, in the driver seat, […]

Dear Adam, I gave my son your teddy bear. I’ve written this letter to you a dozen times by now. Each time, it’s a little different. Each time, it still hurts my heart. I had a baby boy. He’s not really my baby anymore, though. He’s grown into such a little boy this past summer. […]

We’ve all seen going around social media, or maybe even have heard a friend or loved one say: “Self-care isn’t selfish.” While that may be the case. We really do need to take care of ourselves in order to be the best person we can be for our partners, children, other family members and friends […]

The other morning, strapping my son in and tucking his blanket around him in his seat because the air is crisp in the mornings now, he thanked me. My two and a half year old thanked me for performing something so basic for him because he was unable to do it himself. Along our morning […]

In a world that is growing in its lack of compassion and love, I’m fighting to show my son what it means to hang on to those two very important things. He holds a hand on my wrist as if to tell me, even long after he has fallen asleep: “Mommy, don’t go.” I have […]

Eleven. That’s how many times I didn’t doze, but fully and completely fell asleep at the crib’s side rail. How I didn’t fall off? I’m not quite sure. I believe how I was positioned played a role in keeping me from crashing to the floor. Five. Or maybe it was four? Could even possibly be […]